Today I’m eating poo, tomorrow I’m swimming in it.

Welcome to just two of my most recent Facebook statuses, courtesy of my own stupidity — and juvenile Volante coworkers. Working in an office such as The Volante has it’s privileges, but when one is distracted in his job and accidentally leaves his Facebook open, the benefits disappear quickly.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m a man and therefore I love to take advantage of my fellow man’s stupidity. But when it happens to you, it looses some of its appeal.

Here’s the rub, however. The first time you leave the Facebook open and your profile pic becomes that of a portrait of Eric Estrada wrapped in a gay pride flag, you chuckle at the creativity and speed to search Google for such goodness. But the second time around one would think that all the fun was had and the good natured journalist gentlemen that we are would simply logout of Facebook for ya.

But noooo. Another poop status. Thanks.

Moral of the story kids: stop using Facebook. Period. Get off. It rots your brain and turns you into a creepy stalker. Return to real life. Wait, real life sucks. Keep the Facebook, just remember to log out. Remember though, your mom could be one of your friends. Explaining the drinking photos is one thing, what you may or may not be doing with that donkey, is entirely another.